Monday, June 15, 2009

Iris: And then, there's another kind of love: the cruelest kind. The one that almost kills its victims. Its called unrequited love. Of that I am an expert. Most love stories are about people who fall in love with each other. But what about the rest of us? What about our stories, those of us who fall in love alone? We are the victims of the one sided affair. We are the cursed of the loved ones. We are the unloved ones, the walking wounded. The handicapped without the advantage of a great parking space! Yes, you are looking at one such individual.

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

I know that this blog looks incomplete in IE. I'm not in the mood to figure out why yet. So people, use Firefox!

On another note, making lasting friendships is a testament. If we're able to stand by each other through thick and thin and accepting every craziness, quirks or flaws, we'll learn soon enough how strong the friendship is.

Urm what else eh...

This is totally irrelevant but finally, I like someone. There I've said it. Pheww!